Giving in to my desires

I set aside my stingy upbringing, and gave into my desires.  I have long wanted a Convertible, but they are terribly impractical. Convertibles don't have much room, the tops require maintenance, they just don't make sense.  But I can put the top down and let what is left of my hair blow in the wind.  When I was in my early 20's I had an affair with a woman who had an MGB.  We had so much fun driving around with the top down and the music up.  If every part of that relationship had worked as well as my relationship with Shirley's car, my life might have gone in another direction altogether.  

But I had never owned one.  And I wanted one, or as I put it when I walked into a couple of car dealers "I NEED a convertible.  

Now I am still stingy.  This is a second car, for a guy who only drives 5,000 miles a year.  I shopped around and found a used one, it is 10 years old, with a little under 44,000 miles on it.  It appears to be in solid mechanical shape, there are a couple of flaws in the finish - but who cares.  When the top down and the music is up, my desires are met.  It is a hardtop convertible, it has a metal roof, with an operable glass sunroof, that folds and fills the trunk.  The metal roof will be less maintenance than a soft top and should be less prone to leaking.  

We need to name it, your suggestions?